Luo Xi grabbed Luo Jiachi's hand tightly, looked at Luo Jiachi's eyes, and couldn't help but kneel beside the bed: "Grandpa...... It's all my bad ......."

Luo Jiachi's eyes looked at him tiredly and heavily: "Good boy...... You didn't do anything wrong...... Already, it's good......"

Luo Xi was able to save him before he was finally injected with allergy medicine, which was already very good.

He was very glad that Luo Xi could come in such a timely manner and be able to save him.

He reached out and gently shook Luo Xi's hand.

Luo Xi felt his fingers holding his fingers against his back, and immediately wanted to get up from the ground: "Grandpa, I'll call a doctor, you wait for me." ”

Luo Xi stood up from the side of the bed, then wiped his eyes, and turned to leave.

Luo Jiachi's fingers clenched hard, and then, when Luo Xi turned his head to look at him, he released it again.

His eyes were full of exhaustion and weakness.

Luo Xi promised: "Grandpa, I will be back soon." ”

Luo Jiachi nodded effortlessly.

Then Luo Xi rushed out of the ward.

As soon as Luo Xi came out of the ward, Shao Tianze on the ground moved his fingers, then twisted his eyebrows, and struggled to raise his eyelids.

Luo Jiachi had just escaped death, and his whole person seemed to have lost his senses, and he just wanted to close his eyes and rest for a while.

And even if Shao Tianze on the ground woke up, he didn't notice it, just closed his eyes and breathed heavily with the help of a ventilator.

Shao Tianze sneered.

Dragged the injured body to crawl to the old man's hospital bed, and then put his hand on the old man's neck.

The old man's nose smelled the smell of blood close to him, and he frowned and opened his eyes again.

As soon as his eyes opened, he saw Shao Tianze who appeared next to the hospital bed like a ghost.

Shao Tianze squinted his eyes, and said to Luo Jiachi with a somewhat hideous expression: "Old man Luo, do you think my life is very hard?" ”

Luo Jiachi's eyes widened: "You...... You ......"

He struggled to make a sound, but his throat seemed to be choked by a mass of impermeable cotton, and he couldn't make a sound anyway.

Shao Tianze's fingers touched his throat and tightened a little: "You must want to ask why I didn't die, right?" ”

Old Man Luo waited for him, only opened his mouth wide but couldn't say anything.

Shao Tianze said: "Luo Xi is still young, and there is still a long way to go in the future, so he won't kill me, and ......"

Shao Tianze smiled: "He doesn't seem to have mastered the strength well, so I woke up quickly." ”

The old man looked at the cold light in Shao Tianze's eyes, and asked him with difficulty: "You...... What do you want to do? ”

"What for?" Shao Tianze smiled and raised his hand to gesture at the top of his neck, "Since the allergy medicine in the syringe can't be given to you, then of course I have to think of another way to send the old man back to the West, right?" ”

Old Man Luo's lips moved: "Luo Xi...... No...... Spare your ......"

Shao Tianze was not afraid at all: "Even if I don't do anything to you, Luo Xi will not let me go, but in order to protect myself, I think it is better for me to send you away in advance, old man." ”

Old Man Luo looked at him.

Shao Tianze smiled and raised his hand to take off the breathing mask on Luo Jiachi's face, and explained while taking it down: "When the old man was sick, he might not understand some things, and he thought that I wouldn't do anything to you again after I learned a lesson, right?" ”

The respirator on the old man's face has been taken off, and it is even more difficult to speak now, and it is difficult to spit out a word now.

Shao Tianze didn't care about his wheezing appearance, he just spoke: "Guess, I'll suffocate you to death now, and someone will find your body later, will you think it's your precious grandson's hand?" ”

When the old man heard this, his chest instantly became even tighter, and he glared at him and scolded: "You...... You ......"

"I'm not human?" Shao Tianze asked him with a smile.

The old man's angry face turned red.

Shao Tianze's fingers moved to his neck, and he said disapprerovingly: "Does the old man still expect me to do anything good to you?" As your grandson said, I am a person who can kill even my own wife, you old man, what is there that I am reluctant to do? ”

Shao Tianze's fingers tightened minute by minute.

The old man's neck was pinched like this.

One point at a time...... Tightened, so that the old man can feel that his life is constantly flowing away......

But Shao Tianze squinted his eyes, almost perverted, looking at the old man being pinched and out of breath......

The process is gentle and long.

Shao Tianze watched with pleasure as the human life in his hand went to death because of himself.

Just as he was watching the old man roll his eyes, suddenly the door was gently twisted.

Then he was kicked away with a bang.

Shao Tianze thought that Luo Xi was back, so he hurriedly used his strength to kill the old man completely.

But before he could push too hard, there was a loud click outside the door.

Then the glare camera shot and the strong light also flashed to Shao Tianze's eyes.

In the face of such a violent murder scene, the reporters in Hong Kong City rushed into the ward as fast as professional special forces, and then the shutter sounded non-stop.

In a few seconds, many photos were taken and stored in the camera.

Someone even recorded the entire process from opening the door to entering the ward, as well as Shao Tianze's movements and reactions.

Shao Tianze's fingers were withdrawn because of the flash of the camera to cover her eyes, and she raised her eyes to look at the reporters around her, she tightened her brows.

Then, my mind was in a trance, and before I could say anything, I fainted along the ground all of a sudden.

Reporters called in a panic and shouted to the police to come quickly.

Facing the situation in the ward, a reporter quietly dialed Song Yunxuan's phone in the corner.

"How?" Song Yunxuan asked her.

The female reporter replied in a low voice: "Shao Tianze really wanted to strangle the old man of the Luo family, and he was filmed by the media on the spot, but it was ......"

"Just what?" Song Yunxuan twisted her brows slightly.

Shao Tianze will inevitably react to deal with it.

It's just that she doesn't know what Shao Tianze will do in a hurry.

When the female reporter heard Song Yunxuan's question, she said, "He fainted." ”

"Fainted?"

Song Yunxuan twisted her eyebrows.

The reporter nodded: "Yes, as soon as I realized that the reporters were in, I fainted." ”

Song Yunxuan listened to what the female reporter said, nodded, and said, "I know." ”

"Then Mr. Song, if there is any news later, I will contact you again."

"Hmm."

After talking to this reporter, Song Yunxuan hung up the phone.

Lu Feng next to him didn't go back to his hotel room late at night, but turned around in Song Yunxuan's hotel room in a wheelchair.

And admired the British oil paintings on the wall with great interest.

After Song Yunxuan answered the phone, she turned her head and asked him, "You still don't go back to sleep?" ”

"I don't want to go back, I want to talk to you a little more."

Lu Feng looked at the paintings on the wall, and then asked her, "Why is there no naked, female?" ”

Song Yunxuan couldn't help but smile when she heard him ask: "I don't like it." ”

Saying this, Lu Feng felt a little surprised: "You often stay in this hotel?" ”

"Nope." Song Yunxuan looked at him with a smile, "I mean, if this suite is hung with the kind of oil painting you said, I will check out without saying a word." ”

Lu Feng nodded, then turned his wheelchair, continued to look at the oil paintings hanging on the wall, and said, "It's all some landscape paintings." ”

"However, they are all genuine, not fakes."

Lu Feng turned his head: "You are very discerning, you are really Song Yan's lover born in the countryside?" ”

"Isn't it more than the country kids seem to know?"

"Be reasonable, you know too much." Lu Feng's gaze swept around his body, and then he retracted his gaze and honestly looked at the oil paintings on the wall, "I heard that this suite is a suite rented by Gu Changge, the eldest lady of the Gu family, all year round, and the decoration style here is set according to Gu Changge's taste. ”

"Then what do you think of Gu Changge's taste?"

Song Yunxuan asked him.

Lu Feng nodded: "It's a woman with very good taste." ”

Song Yunxuan smiled: "I have been cultivated by Gu Cheng as an heir since I was a child, how bad can my taste be?" ”

What kind of person Gu Cheng is, many people who know him know him very well.

He is an extremely picky person, and he also has a more or less clean habit.

Even if he found a few lovers outside, all of them came to him cleanly.

Of course, he likes the new and hates the old very quickly.

Not to mention that these young and beautiful women will not be given the opportunity to conceive his child.

Even at that time, many women felt that Gu Cheng only had a daughter who was not very useful, and he had always set up a son as the heir to Hong Kong City.

Therefore, they tried every means to conceive Gu Cheng's child, and they naively thought that as long as they were pregnant, Gu Cheng would not be willing to let them have an abortion.

But in fact, their ideas are wrong.

A person like Gu Cheng has lived for half his life, what kind of wind and waves have not been seen, and what kind of woman has not been seen.

As long as the heir of the Gu family is determined in his heart, he will only cultivate this one child.

And the children that other women managed to give birth to by luck were just Gu Changge's sparring partners.

When Gu Changge walked forward step by step, the first step was to step on the heads of these people who wanted to pull her off the position of heir to her father's position.

Song Yunxuan looked at this familiar room for a moment and thought of many things.

And Lu Feng also looked at the decoration in the room, and asked her again: "Why didn't the owner of the hotel redecorate this suite after Gu Changge died?" ”

"Because someone doesn't allow it."

"Who?"

Song Yunxuan smiled, touched her fingers on her lower abdomen, and said with a smile: "Chu Mochen." ”

That's right, it was Chu Mochen who had always missed Gu Changge unforgettable.

So after Gu Changge died, Chu Mochen had also been deliberately protecting the traces that Gu Changge had left behind.

However, he would not have thought that he would not live long.